Chapter 1191: Chapter 1191

Chapter 1191: Chapter 367: Capello, Nemesis of Evil

Terry ran over to shield the ball all the way over the baseline.

Cech stomped on the ball tossed by the ball boy, observed while taking two steps for a run-up, then swung his right foot.

The ball surged from the backfield straight to the frontfield’s right side, and Huang Kaiwen suddenly appeared at the right flank.

The ball landed near the right touchline, and Huang Kaiwen raised his right foot, snatching the ball before Gibbs.

Denilson also charged toward Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen flicked the ball with the outside of his foot, sending it toward the center.

He ran forward to retrieve the ball again.

Mata seized the opportunity to cut diagonally into the penalty area.

Huang Kaiwen leaned back against Gibbs, then used a heel flick to send the ball into the penalty area.

Mata quickly advanced with the ball, relentlessly pursued by Silvestre.

The two raced side by side in the penalty box as they approached ever closer to the baseline.

Still without a chance to play the ball, Mata twisted and fired a shot, the ball rebounded off the opponent’s leg out of bounds.

“Kevin, are you kicking?”

Deco came up jogging to ask.

“Forget it, you do it.”

Huang Kaiwen shook his head and said.

[Ibrahimovic] preferred using his feet, but his heading ability wasn’t bad either.

After some thought, Huang Kaiwen decided to fight for position in the penalty area.

Seeing Huang Kaiwen standing in the middle, Silvestre and Kolo Toure sandwiched him front and back.

Huang Kaiwen encountered the tightest defense within the entire penalty area.

Deco glanced at the situation inside the box and decided to pass the ball to Huang Kaiwen.

After a run-up, he kicked the ball toward the center.

The pass was higher and bypassed the front, heading toward the center.

The ball was aimed for a slightly more rearward position rather than where Huang Kaiwen was stationed.

Recognizing this, Huang Kaiwen swiftly turned sideways, raised his right foot, flicked the outer foot against the ball’s rear side; Toure stretched his foot but was slower by a step, and the ball drilled into the goal in an instant.

After scoring, Huang Kaiwen spread his arms wide.

“Huang Kaiwen, oh Huang Kaiwen, just after the second half started, he netted another.”

“Today’s match is practically over, but Huang Kaiwen’s goals may not be finished yet; this scorpion kick is truly beautiful. Huang Kaiwen’s move was evidently faster than Toure; by the time Toure extended his foot, it was too late.”

“Indeed, and Huang Kaiwen’s physical confrontation was impressive, chuckles. When he first joined AC Milan, he often relied on footwork to evade confrontations, but now he has the upper hand in such clashes, and it’s clear that Huang Kaiwen is physically stronger than he was years ago.”

“Yes, Huang Kaiwen’s ability in confrontations is truly commendable; this one-on-two was outstanding.”

Wembley Stadium was dominated by blue.

There were more Chelsea supporters on-site today.

After falling four goals behind, some Arsenal fans chose to leave.

The director’s camera focused on a young Arsenal fan in the stands.

Though tears welled in the young fan’s eyes, he stubbornly held up a handwritten sign.

The sign read: “Kevin, when Chelsea play Tottenham, could you score a few more goals, please! Please!”

Martin Taylor commented: “This reflects our fan culture, we lost miserably, but our archrivals lost worse, giving us some solace.”

“Indeed, though Kevin probably didn’t notice; post-match, he’ll learn everything from the newspapers, and who knows how Redknapp will react when he sees the news.”

Wenger laughed and shook his head.

Having just spent 200 pounds, the lad doesn’t even show mercy.

Seeing the expression on his disciples’ faces, Wenger knew it was about done.

After Vieira left, Arsenal lacked leadership.

Although his disciples played the most beautiful football in Europe, in adversity, they always fell short.

Wenger turned back to the bench, and finally, with a long sigh, said: “Samir, get warm and get ready to strengthen the attack.”

It was his decision to use Ramsey to defend against Huang Kaiwen today.

Huang Kaiwen’s pace indeed wasn’t as fast as before.

But their experience levels in matches were simply not comparable.

Huang Kaiwen always managed to shake off Ramsey with ease via his positioning.

Nothing could be done; after all, asking a young man recently transferred from Cardiff City to defend against a player who had determined the UEFA Champions League for four consecutive years was a bit demanding on Ramsey.

The fourth official raised the substitution board, number 8 Nasri replaced number 16 Ramsey.

Returning Huang Kaiwen paused for a moment.

It was his first time almost facing the complete quartet on the field as an opponent.

The quartet had never played together.

It was a pity van Persie was taken off early today.

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Alexander Song’s situation in North London’s quartet was relatively unfortunate.

After all, he had to support a large family, and Barca offered him so much money, it seemed there wasn’t any disagreement with Arsenal, unlike Adebayor’s goal-scoring knee slide which almost severed ties completely during that match.

Adebayor restarted from the center, this time sending the ball to the right side.

Nasri took the ball and went straight for Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen casually extended his foot, and the opponent instantly sent the ball forward with his right foot.

Huang Kaiwen’s eyes widened!

Nasri came up to him playing fried meatballs.

Nasri’s skills were outstanding.

Despite Huang Kaiwen’s rapid reaction speed, he was still surpassed on the first turn.

However, just as Nasri squeezed between Huang Kaiwen and the touchline with the ball, Deco sent both him and the ball out of bounds.